The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 152
Almost in no particular order, both of them took the initiative to attack at the beginning of the game without any reservations at all.

Nicknamed the wild orangutan, Il's combat method is full of wildness, relying on his wild body to destroy the enemy head-on.

When a man like him said he would beat the opponent for 5 minutes, he would definitely attack with all his strength.

And V, who aimed to support for 5 minutes, showed no signs of timidity at the moment, and even took the initiative to step forward!

At this moment, he is like a fearless rock, even if it is a mountain that hits him head-on, he will attack forward without fear.

Seeing V's lightning-like leaping speed, Il said as expected.

"Oh, sure enough, you have also experienced [biological body enhancement transformation], but this level of action is indeed a failure!"

In the face of V's straight punch, Yier easily slipped sideways, and slightly opened his body to avoid the opponent's attack, and took advantage of the opportunity to send a swinging punch into V's chest.

With the crisp sound of bones cracking, a majestic force exploded in V's chest like an overwhelming force!

In an instant, the 【HP】in front of V dropped from 78% to 69%.

After receiving the swinging punch head-on, V's whole body slanted, and he stepped back several steps in a row before stopping his figure.

The heavy punches issued by Il's thick arms transformed by the prosthetic body are like cannonballs, which are not the power that humans can send out at all.

If V's body hadn't undergone bio-enhanced transformation, and it was a second-level enhanced transformation of a professional boxer, then that punch just now was enough to dent his chest and kill him on the spot.

However, although the mecha boxer is covered with mecha, the body maintains a high degree of biological composition.

After all, a living body without a mecha is still too weak.

The prosthetic body modification on Yier essentially transformed some living organisms into mechanical bodies.

Although the mechanical prosthesis on his body is not as powerful as the real mecha, it can be regarded as a weakened version of the mecha substitute.

Compared with the gap in strength, the gap in actual combat experience between the two is even more difficult to make up.

While V was retreating repeatedly, the seasoned Il did not give up the pursuit, but lunged forward, and slammed a straight punch towards V's face.

bang——

A muffled sound like a car crash echoed in the air, and V felt that the world in front of him was spinning. When he regained his balance, his limbs were already attached to the solid ground.

When [Health Points] suddenly dropped to 57%, the abundant [Spirit Points] in front of him also dropped from 91% to 74%.

In the ears, the recycler, who was acting as a temporary referee, was hard at work counting down.

"ten!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

Il, who was standing in front of V with both feet, put down his boxing stance and twisted his wrist.

He was a little surprised that the punch just now failed to blow the opponent's head off.

"Oh? The cranial strengthening is not bad, but that's it, can you still get up, kid?"

In the eyes of almost everyone, after receiving such a terrifying blow, even if they survived by chance, it is impossible to continue fighting.

But when the countdown called "four", V stood up under the astonished eyes of everyone.

He shook his head and resumed his boxing stance, and a new round of fighting began.

It was still a desperate attack, it was still a punch with all its strength, and it was still easily avoided by a clever step.

Everything seems to have not changed in any way, just playing back the screen.

A heavy fist landed on his body, and V seemed to repeat the same mistakes just now.

however……

One step, two steps...

"drink!!"

The body that was about to fall as Il expected turned around abruptly, let out a deep roar, stopped the figure at an incredible angle, and swung a counterattack punch.

In V's eyes, a rock-like determination flashed.

【HP: 52%】

I seem to be getting used to it...

That's right, [habit].

V's body has gradually [accustomed] to this level of attack as the opponent's fist hits again and again.

"Can you hold it? What the hell are you doing..."

Facing this unexpected counterattack, Il had to give up the pursuit and raise his arms to block.

V's fist of flesh and blood hit the metal prosthetic body modified by Il firmly, making a muffled sound of iron and blood clashing.

Then, relying on his nimble steps and sophisticated boxing techniques, Yier took advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack, and launched a suppressive and crazy attack on V with continuous fast punches.

The Il mechanical prosthetic body displayed a powerful offensive with a sense of oppression, and achieved remarkable results on V's flesh and blood.

V's extremely clumsy blocking and dodging movements were completely unable to withstand this powerful continuous fast punch, and fell to the ground again.

But soon... when the referee's countdown only read "eight", V had pulled himself together again and stood up from the ground.

When the onlookers saw such a scene, they couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

"My God, what's going on? Is his body made of iron!"

"It's okay to carry so many times, this guy is no longer a biological body..."

"Hey, hey, hey... This is different from the Mecha Boxer I saw on the screen, but... it feels very powerful!"

Hearing these constant discussions, Il snorted coldly and let out a rough breath like a bull.

A feeling of frenzy gradually surged up, he completely set his posture, and opened fire with all his firepower.

"My boy, I'd like to see how much you can resist! I've never seen a boxer who wins just by being beaten!"

As he expected, V still rushed towards him like a stunned young man.

Watching the opponent swinging his arm, Il did not hesitate to use his usual side-slip, anticipating to avoid the opponent's punch, and then suddenly swung a heavy punch at V.

however……

V's movement of waving his arms was just a feint. He took advantage of the opportunity to lower his body and avoid Yier's heavy punch.

What?Actually avoided it!
It is still [habit].

In addition to getting used to the feeling of the opponent's attack falling on the body, V can also get used to the movement of the opponent's attack before it lands on the body.

After a round of mutual anticipation, the two feigned a few punches, and once again started a fist-to-body fight.

Of course, Il still had the upper hand. After a fierce confrontation, V was defeated again.

Although the health dropped again, reaching a lower level, V got up from the ground faster than last time.

Changes happen little by little over time.

Although it was not very obvious, Yi Er could feel that the stunned young man in front of him, who was unfamiliar with boxing skills, was gradually adapting to his boxing skills and became more and more difficult to deal with.

And the opponent's body seemed to become more and more durable, almost like a tumbler who could punch.

"What's going on... It's strange, it's so strange!"

At this moment, Yi Er was shocked to find that what he was facing was not like a fledgling young boxer, but more like a boxing program that was constantly being updated and upgraded!

Every time you stand up after falling down, the opponent will become more sophisticated and more durable.

Yier didn't know that there was something in this world that was born with the terrifying characteristics of absorbing [experience] and constantly [upgrading].

I don't know how many times he got up from the ground, V panted heavily, and his 13% [HP] was like a candle in the wind.

But his rock-like [personality] still supports this body and continues to fight.

In the indomitable battle, [Personality · Habit] is deepening, from 21% to 22% to 23%, 24%...

The scope of habit is getting wider and wider, and the speed of getting used to it is getting faster and faster.

I see... I can see it!
After going through a long process of [getting used to], countless Ils appeared in V's eyes.

These Ills are all phantoms created by V after getting used to the opponent's boxing style. Facing countless Ills, V stood up and punched again.

Seeing V rushing forward, cold sweat broke out on Il's forehead, instead of taking the initiative to attack as usual, he set up a posture and waited for it.

However, this time, every defensive move of his seemed to be seen through. V's fist passed through the gaps of phantoms and hit Il's face directly!

Just as the fist was about to fall on Yi Er's face, an exciting voice rang out in the open space.

"5 minutes up!"

"Challenger V, the challenge is successful!!"

The trash guys around suddenly burst into excited shouts.

And those recyclers looked at each other with incredulous expressions.

The fist that was swung stopped abruptly, and El looked at the fist of flesh and blood that was slowly falling in front of him, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Immediately, he recovered from the shocked look, and his expression gradually became agitated.

"What the hell are you doing! I'm going to fuck you, I really have you, maybe I've really lost my sight! Keep dreaming, if it's you, maybe you can make your dream come true!"

V didn't say anything, just pushed the cart and left silently.

He is not good at words, and actions are a more suitable way of expression for him than words.

It was like tasting a hearty feast, and all the onlookers showed unsatisfactory expressions on their faces.

This kind of experience of watching a boxing match at close range is incomparable with a cold screen.

Soon, the result of this game became the talk of all the trash guys present, spreading throughout the trash area.

The name V gradually spread like wildfire, and from an unknown unknown, he became the focus of word of mouth among many trash guys.

(End of this chapter)